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Capes was an exceptionally fair man of two or three-and-thirty, so ruddily blond that it was a mercy he had escaped light eyelashes, and with a minor but by no means contemptible reputation of his own. "I will live," cried Blueskin, with a look of the deadliest hatred at Wild, "to be revenged on you. Martha had not been pleased to find her spare one borrowed for that expedition when the major had found her outside the ballroom. It isn’t what I have been but what I am.
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